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The dozens of hands that had felt her wet body up at the water tank only served to stimulate her desires higher and higher and she was fighting a valiant battle not to let her arousal show. Doing all this in front of handjob her son Deen did bother her for a minute but she was sure that he would understand it was all part of the celebrations. Her peeing moments were also moments of sexual introspection and as the last few drops of pee dripped out of her juicy pussy, she felt decidedly horny and awakened. In a bid to rise and flush the toilet, she attempted to put her pallu back on her creamy, sleeveless shoulders, when Sam’s sudden entry with the dryer made her drop the saree in her hand out of surprise. She lay seated on the toilet seat, saree spread around her thighs, toilet seat and reaching the floor. Her chest was uncovered by the saree and Sam stared at her beautiful breasts through the damp, thin blouse. russian They were swaying all over the place in near total exposure all morning and even her hardened suckingdick nipples were titillatingly exposed to the world. But now in the silence of his bathroom, with two blouse buttons off, their generous cleavage made a mouth watering sight, as did Manya’s awkward pose on the toilet seat in an even more awkward condition of having pissed and not flushed the toilet. She couldn’t rise now, since Sam had already entered the bath and it would look embarrassing. She waited for Sam to understand her predicament and perhaps leave. She also noted the curious look in his eyes and followed their gaze to look at her own chest and boobs. She gasped when she saw that her nipples had hardened and were poking right out of her blouse. The whole area from below her breasts down to six inches beneath her navel was fully open, with the smooth, fleshy curves forming a gentle fold around her waist. The fold was very arousing and Sam’s artistic mind visualized a picture of how beautifully that waist could be photographed in various flimsy costumes. “I’m sorry Mrs. M, I should have knocked”, he stuttered. “I came to help you dry your hair”, he said. “You came to hand me the dryer or to help me dry my hair”, smiled Manya at his confusion, forgetting that she had not adjusted her saree pallu. “Well whatever you say Mrs. M, “said Sam, surprised at his own boldness and struggling to control his erection. Manya looked so delectable and sexy on the toilet seat and the delicacy of the situation added to the lustiness. Manya looked cursorily at his crotch and smacked her lips. She also liked boys who fumbled sometimes. They looked cute. Here Sam was not only cute but the look of pure adulation in his eyes was touching. She understood the effect she was having on him with her lewd posture. “You can dry my hair if you feel like it Sam,” she said much to his amazement. Sam took up her offer and giving head went behind Manya, dryer in hand. He activated jerking it and turned the blower towards her jet black hair. Manya made no change either to her sitting posture or her state of dress. She was still sareeless at the top, displaying her full breasts and stiff nipples very generously to Sam, as a reward for his effort. Sam’s dick came into near contact with Manya’s head when he bent and ran the blower, holding her thick hair in his hands in artistic appreciation. He moved in between her legs, drawing in a breath of her womanly odor, before slipping just the tip of his tongue into her juicy crack then running it up and down teasingly before stabbing it deep into her pussy hole. I looked at her for what seemed a very long time but must have been only twenty or thirty seconds. 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